Sunday, December 2, 2012

Christmas is still very far away

Remember three years ago, when I was disappointed that Ryan didn't seem to anticipate Christmas? That he didn't even seem to realize it was a special occasion?

Yeah, that was SO three years ago.

Ryan has been obsessed with Christmas since Halloween. Obsessed.

He has worn his Santa hat both to school and to bed.

He has watched Curious George's A Very Monkey Christmas at least 15 times in the last month - sometimes twice a day - and has had the three songs from that movie on constant repeat on my iPod.

He decorated the table-top fake tree in his bedroom a couple of weeks ago.

He bugged me for days until I relented and helped him bake a gingerbread house.

When we finally went out and got a tree for the living room, he spent a good long time just lying peacefully on the couch, staring at the tree in utter contentment.

He has been counting the days for a full month already, and he still has 23 days to wait. Frequently, he will script "Christmas is still very far away" with a heavy sigh.

He still hasn't bought into the whole writing-to-Santa thing. Despite prompting he has shown zero interest in making a Christmas list and hasn't otherwise indicated there's anything he wants to receive as a gift. I've tried to coax him to think about what sort of present he should give to his daddy, but I've made no headway.

But this year, I know he Gets It. In a magical, profound way, he is filled with Christmas Spirit, radiating a kind of joy and peace I don't see on his face the rest of the year.

And if that isn't a true-blue miracle, I don't know what one is.


  1. This is the best possible news. HE GETS IT.

    "These precious moments, hold them very dear
    And keep Christmas with you...all through the yeeeeear"

  2. And wear an ugly sweater! And eat Christmas tree needles! And freeze your giblets! But don't fall down the stairs.


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